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Zack De La Rocha, KRS-One & The Last Emperor - C.I.A. (Criminals In Action)
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[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
KRS-One comin' through
Big Zack, Last Emperor
Woo, woo
Hah-hah, that's the sound of EMS
Hah-hah, Last Emperor, KRS
Hah-hah, Big Zack, you know the rest
Now we gon' come down like this now
Hold tight, all crew listen
[Verse 2]
This voice shatters the calm of the day like an alarm
To wake up bright, anew, and take up arms
'Cause more is necessary than vocabulary war
'Cause they toxic rock imports gettin' on your door
C.I.A, I see ya later 'cause your time is comin' soon
I flip the shit like Pacino and it's your Dog Day Afternoon
Attica, Attica, drug agents, you bring your static-a
My alphabet will slash that neck and flip you automatic-a
Dramatic like Ali Shaheed Muhammed brought the vibes
I bring the sun at Red Dawn upon the thoughts of Frantz Fanon
So stand at attention, devil dirge
You'll never survive choosin' sides against the wretched of the Earth
The infiltrator, tribe intoxicator, people incarcerator
Liberation movement annihilator
We got you clocked, pushin' rocks and it fail
We got brothers troopin' subways like the Ho Chi Minh trail
We got the truth daddy, Last Emperor, KRS, and
History manifested, tomorrow, the next lesson
[Verse 3]
You claim I'm sellin' crack, but you be doin' that
Claim I'm sellin' crack, but you be doin' that
You know the cops, they got a network for the toxic rock
You claim I'm sellin' crack, but you be doin' that
So get that flashlight outta my face
You claim I'm sellin' crack, but you be doin' that
The Last Emperor, KRS-One, and big Zack
[Verse 4]
As free market capitalism and technology expands
The third world's fertile soil becomes a desert wasteland
So it takes fans to demand the government provide answers
When Lady Liberty has me Bewitched like Samantha
And poverty is one of the most malignant forms of cancer
To all my black magic romancers and acid rain dancers
Develop close ties like Jerry Seinfeld and George Costanza
We fear no man and throw jams
That attack counterintelligence programs
Exciting like the epic adventures of Conan
I colonize minds like Zaire by the Belgians
Now what the hell is the problem with this system and what it sells us?
I bring ancient relics like Wyclef did to Zealots
I saw an Iron Curtain called hip-hop and got it open like Boris Yeltsin
Whirlwind tornadoes in the rainforest if you say so
KRS and the Last Emperor like the Green Hornet and Kato
Zack del la Rocha brings the enraged flow, but all three drop science
And become the most powerful alliance since NATO
[Verse 5]
You claim I'm sellin' crack, but you be doin' that
You claim I'm sellin' crack, but you be doin' that
You claim I'm sellin' crack, but you be doin' that
You know the cops, they got a network for the toxic rock
You claim I'm sellin' crack, but you be doin' that
So get that flashlight outta my face
You claim I'm sellin' crack, but you be doin' that
The Last Emperor, KRS-One, and big Zack
[Verse 6]
Need I say the C.I.A. be Criminals In Action?
Cocaine crack unpackin', high surveillance trackin'
Prominent blacks and whites givin' orders for mass slaughters
I want all my daughters to be like Maxine Waters
When they flooded the streets with crack cocaine
I was like Noah, now they lower 'cause the whole Cold War is over
Communism fell to the dollars, you were grabbin' it
All the assault and batterin' in the name of intelligence gatherin'?
Now it's karma you battlin', a losin' fight
I choose the mic to recite, ignite light in the night, aight?
We should beat 'em, President Clinton should delete 'em
It's not hard, the C.I.A. simply has no more job
Oh my Goddess, mother, you can fix this
We rock over mixes, not 666's
Yo, this is the message to all that can hear it
If you got secret information, now's the time to share it
Call your congresswoman, your senator, your mayor
It's time for all the scholars to unite with all the players
Rearrange and see times are definitely changin', G
They used to tap the phone, now they tappin' while you pagin' me
It's crazy, B, yet it's plain to see who the enemy
Who's left? The NRA, the ATF, the AMA, okay, okay
It's all irrelevant 'cause in the new millennium
There's be no central intelligence
[Verse 7]
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah
Throw your hands up
You know what's up, kid
Throw your hands up
Hah-hah, yeah, hah-hah, yeah
[Verse 8]
Now we've got a lot of problems
In the everyday world, there's problems
Problems are comin'
That's right, now we got problems
You got a problem?
Oh, I ain't got no problems
But everybody got problems
It's a part of reality, problems
Let's hear it for problems
Written by: Gregory Starr, 芳野藤丸
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